Darkness falls, drawing shades of frightful shapes Smothering your grace from its blackened womb
Wasting your light among scattered swarms of fireflies Into this lonely realm, the murk devour your scarce hope Facing your own shadows, you hide from your fears
All alone, amid shadows of dread that swallows you You gaze the weak light-trails that surround you
Your life is sinking in its entrails Your triumphs go away like winters defeated
The old empty words are dispersed by the wind Entrenched behind of silent walls Glimmers of hope covered by dust, lit by the flame of a dim light
Into this lonely realm, the murk devour your scarce hope Facing your own shadows, you hide from your fears
In this gloomy room of sheer loneliness Your demons haunt you forever (forever)
You can’t remember when this eon of shades began Nor when your life began to be
Mere remnants of scattered lights Distorted images of broken mirrors
Silently, you rock at the edge of this abyss In the seclusion of your solitary fortress Just one step to fall in the black womb of lightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
